The woman was laying in her den, chosen once more on the S.S. Antiox. How this brought back memories of her first birthing, of her children with Sin. The older brood were not too thrilled with the fact that they were going to be siblings, but such was life. The female would lick her belly, sure that Sin would be here any minute to witness the birth of his children. She had called for him when the contractions first began. But now they were getting worse, and soon her new children would enter the world.   The woman would breathe in, a gasping noise as a particular sharp pain hit her. They were hard pangs... something that she knew she would eventually face again. The female would let out a soft whine, her blue eyes desperately searching for her mate. She wanted him here. She wanted him by her side. The female would shift her position, letting her back legs stretch out behind her. Soon, so very soon they would be here. "Listen to me talk" 'and know my thoughts.'

He'd been pacing the deck of the ship, any day now Arietta would be giving birth he was sure. The anticipation and the anxiety hit like a rock, much like the first time. Though he was generally calm, part of him worried about her...she was so small, it was a miracle how she had birthed the first litter despite their large sizes. How many would come from her this time? Part of him worried that he would one day lose her from some freak birthing...losing her was not an option. As her cry went out, he immediately set off towards her. A small thought picked at his mind, wasn't it ironic that this had been the same place where their first litter was born? He had guarded this place then, but now that it belonged to a pack, he would guard their den from unwelcome visitors. He would find her, lying in their den and her face contorted with pain. They would be coming soon. Quietly, he walked over to her and nuzzled her face, placing a gentle kiss on her forehead as he sat behind her. "Is there anything I can get you?" "Listen to my talk" 'and know my thoughts.'

It was her duty as an alphess to take care of those within her pack. Also as a healer, the call hadn't gone unnoticed. Yet Sin as the head of the family had every right to say whether she was allowed to help. In the back of her mind she regretted her wrong doings. She had ran circles around pretty much every wolf here. Even Cypress. She had placed them in knotts that almost seemed impossible to untie. As she approached the den she stayed at a distance but her nose would still scent it. "Sin. May I help?" her voice was low. Given the fact it was a bit of a message to him. A I'm sorry that was worth more than words. After all as a healer she needed to make sure these young lives would be safe coming into this world. The woman would steady herself on her three good legs. She would get over her fear of Sin, even herself. For now though she needed a calm environment to raise her children and otherwise. As she looked at Arietta for a moment. A frown for a moment, if he had a woman like her, there had to be a source of light somewhere in Sin. She wouldn't go trying to change him, but the gods worked in strange ways. "Talk"

Her mate would arrive, asking if there was anything he could get for her. Arietta would smile gently, shaking her head. No, she had done this once before on her own. She could do it again. Though it had been hard the first time, with her body so strained due to the large sizes of her children, she was certain that she would be fine. The gods were not ready to take her yet... and she would soon have more little ones to raise. She would let her light blue gaze linger on the golden hues. "I have everything I need with me here now." She would smile gently. But another would approach, likely having heard her call. It was the alphess of the pack, Arian. Arietta had not spoken to her before, but she had heard a thing or two from Sin about the supposed deal that they were trying to strike. She would breathe in, glancing to Sin. She wasn't sure if she would need help... but would the man accept Arian's help if she did need it? The contractions were growing worse by the moment, and soon the woman would officially give birth to the fourth child between herself and Sin. "Listen to me talk" 'and know my thoughts.'

He nodded to his beloved, soon to respond until his attention was torn away towards Arian. So the healer had heard? Not surprising, he was sure anyone within range would hear it...and they would be either an ally or a foe, and the latter would be a furious fight if they dared try to harm his wife or his children. He nodded towards the healer, confirmation that she was allowed to come in and help. He knew Arietta had done this before, but he wanted to make sure that she and the children would be healthy with no errors. What if she bled too much? Or was in too much pain? He shuddered inwardly...fighting Arietta on the field was different then watching her writhe in pain. And to be honest, he loved her too much to watch her suffer. He didn't say it enough--the male having only said it once to her--but he loved her to a numbing degree. He would fight for the woman and keep her at his side. None would take her from him without a fight with all the strength of Hell upon them, or he would die trying. Even though Arian was a healer, Sin would retain a protective stance beside his mate, a critical eye on the Alphess as she worked. "She's done this before, but I want to ensure her safety and the safe delivery of our children." "Listen to my talk" 'and know my thoughts.'

The misses was going into labor, her scent filling the section of ship the slave boy had been passing through. Without being summoned or ordered, Squirrel quickly turned and headed back, claws clicking against the steel as he followed the scent to where it grew strongest. He had to make himself useful, or else there was no point in what he was doing. Slowing down as he grew near the den entrance, the boy would slow down and finally stop in the doorway. Head would peek inside, ears back as he glanced around to find his Masters and the pack leader lady inside. With a low whine he'd announce his presence to them, dipping his head to indicate he was ready to do what was needed.

Arian nodded her head to him. If she had done this before than it should have been easier on the both of them. Herbs just made sure Arietta not only would be okay, but able to provide for her children the milk they needed. "Understood, Squirrel get her some water." Arian instructed as she entered the den carefully. Her eyes looked at the woman as she settled some Alfalfa she had carried with her off to the side. She would wait to give that to her. "Tell me how you're feeling Arietta, if anything's abnormal from your first birth." she knew each birth could be different. It was important that she knew if anything hurt out of place. Internal bleeding was a woman's weak point during birth. Having pups was dangerous as it was a miracle. It was her job to make sure these guys got into the world unharmed and that Areitta survived. "Talk"

Arietta would breathe in slowly, glad that Sin would allow the healer to be there if they needed her. Truly she hoped that they would not, and that she would be just fine on her own. Ears would twitch slightly, feeling another pang as the contractions grew more frequent. Blue gaze would shift to Squirrel, giving a small nod towards the slave. Though she was not particularly fond of the idea of a slave she could tell that the boy had a complex for such a thing. Moments later gaze would shift to Arian, giving a small nod.

"Everything feels normal... painful... but normal." The woman would say gently, feeling her body give. The first of the children would be pushed into the world moments later. Arietta would move, instantly to clean the child, feeling a sudden burst of pride. The little one was a male, but his coat looked a lot like hers. Tongue would run along the little body of her fourthborn child, eyes shining happily. She'd glance towards Sin, hoping for approval, when she felt a harsher pang in her body.

"Aa-ack!" She'd wince, giving a low whine. "Something... something's wrong..." The woman would whisper. It felt like she was bleeding too much. The pain had intensified too... Arietta would breath in slowly, glancing at Arian now. "Something's definitely wrong."

A task was given by the pack leader instead of the boy's master, causing him to look up at Arietta, seeking approval before moving. She nodded and immediately he took off, turning around and bounding down the hallway, bronze eyes looking around for something to carry water in. There, a domed piece of metal that had broken off the ship. It would be looked over quickly then picked up in his jaws once the boy thought it was clean enough. Next he would run down the path he had come from, making his way up to the deck where he would look around frantically for some melted snow collected somewhere. There. Quickly he ran over and dipped the metal in, watching the liquid slide inside and filling it partially. Squirrel would then run back quickly but carefully, making sure not to spill anything more than a few droplets. And when at the door he slowed and padded inside, coming up to the female's sides and setting the metal next to Arietta's head so she could get a drink. Face scrunched up at the strong scent of blood, paws carrying him back and away as bronze eyes lay over the small puddle forming around the mistress' rear.